Some­times your eyes roll upwards in their sock­ets, you nod your head appreciatively, then shake it in nigh dis­be­lief, you say ‘godaaamn!’ out loud remind­ing your­self of Uma Thur­man in Pulp Fic­tion, but you aren’t that cool, you just look like a weird per­son, a weird per­son in pain. IF you’re really lucky it hap­pens drink­ing a ...